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Father's Table Grace

The Lawmen

Vol. IV

on Sunday morn
And if he gets with a wrong crowd would you let him hold your arm
And if he flies too high would you clip his wings

But don't let him fall

three wings, when you said you wanted two thighs
People sayin, your rhymes are so cold T
I jump across themes, from feet to poultry
Juxtaposed, is a way

on Water, 'cause the wings are some gas
Throw the Subi in sport mode and I'm dustin' yo ass
(And I'm dustin' yo ass)
Yeah it's gon' be alright
Little Bites

to the Army this shit can get slimey
So try me and I'll take it back to the county
I'm cursed by the haters and blessed with a bounty
There's blood on my hands

call you addicts but
I just know you passionate
So, I made a song for y'all cats
Haters can fall back
Gaming since the 80's wish that I
Could bring 'em

consider the latter
Never a thought to reconsider
What actually matters
So now we find The King
In a drunken scene
Gathered by servants, soldiers, and his

the beam of loving life and suicidal 
Side by side, simultaneous... Asking where they're taking us? 
Flap my little wings above the fire til I'm angel dust

to you
I wish everyone who’s unaware of you fly on the wings of a prayer to you
What they don’t understand is the very thing that they are scared to do

the magnificent Bamboo as your guide
Your fly's still flapping its wings, let it off nice
Sing and if it's trapped and it clings, cough twice
And fall into

for my wings
Love has a blade, wanna see it brandished. Cut your heart out, leave your hate stranded. Adorned by my left hand, Serve as God's right. If

Little me would love to go bone in a bird but
No, no (Talkin' wings on 'em)
I'm 'bout the outs, keep me them nuggets
I'm covered in sauce but it's ketchup

swerving by my lonely, got the bag, I had to run it up (skkrrrt)
I always been the type to shred yo shit, I never gave a fuck
If I ever shed a tear, I’ll

Make Up

Elefant

The iTunes Acoustic Session

2006

I've fallen down
Your lips are so sweet, the night is perfect take off your dress
And get up and dance around the room a little more
We get up

to you til tha day that you grew
Stayed cool stayed in school became tha fool
I was drownin' in uh pool of my own drool I was smokin cool playin' by my own

a fan of fasting 
But shit, it's fight or flight and I've been flapping these wax wings 
It's pretty humbling, hunger is in abundancy 
But luckily, I got

felt he had wings
Life was almost awesome, except for some things

The kid got bullied, very very badly
There were nine teens on the street screaming

In the distance, my falcon flies, circling above a clearing in the
Forest. Suddenly, I hear its cries as it falls to the ground to its
Death. Leaving

We've been here before
Yeah you know how it goes
Everything I try
Knocked down by comatose, you
And now I'm on the ropes
Ain't got nowhere to go
But

We've been here before
Yeah you know how it goes
Everything I try
Knocked down by comatose, you
And now I'm on the ropes
Ain't got nowhere to go
But

tries to hide what you got inside
They want to see you die with your wings by your side
They don't want to see you fly
Because up that high, you'll see

the barber and the black rooster little by little vanished in the air.

So the black bird spreads its wings upon the sea,
Flying over the clouds,
Far beyond

a brief reminder: my salary has not been paid.
Send it care of the ghost, by return of post Q P.T.O.:
No-one likes a debtor, so it's better if my orders are

you sip
Still can’t equate to
Knowin’ we had last words
Takes a little practise
Not to fall for these birds
Dealt with two or more
Now I’m headin’ for

song driving and crash at the wheel
Never thought that you would would fall for a young thug so trill
I'm just trying to explain to you the way that I